by Sidney Lanier Out of the hills of Habersham， Down the valleys of Hall， I hurry amain to reach the plain， Run the rapid and leap the fall， Split at ...
by Gwendolyn Brooks Oh mother， mother， where is happiness？ They took my lover's tallness off to war， Left me lamenting. Now I cannot guess What I ...
by Emily Dickinson The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend Or the most agonizing Spy An Enemy - could send Secure against its own No treason it can...
by Joseph Addison The Spacious Firmament on high， With all the blue Ethereal Sky， And spangled Heav'ns， a Shining Frame， Their great Original proc...
by Lavinia Greenlaw In our game of flight， half-way down was as near mid-air as it got： a point of no return we'd fling ourselves at over and over...
by Lord Alfred Tennyson The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story； The long light shakes across the lakes， And the wild catara...
by Osip Mandelstam （Translated by W. S. Merwin） Our lives no longer feel ground under them. At ten paces you can't hear our words. But whenever th...
by Jesper Svenbro （Translated by John Matthias and Lars-Hakan Svensson） Late one afternoon in October I hear them for the first time： loud-voiced pala...
by Theodore Roethke 1 Against the stone breakwater， Only an ominous lapping， While the wind whines overhead， Coming down from the mountain， Whistling ...
by Thomas Hardy I "Poor wanderer，" said the leaden sky， "I fain would lighten thee， But there are laws in force on high Which say it mu...